[UK-CONTEST] BERU poetry

[Gerry Lynch]

BERU (the second best contest of the year, after WWCW) is nearly upon us 
again, and to get you in the mood, I thought I'd dust off some BERU 
poetry I penned after last year's contest. A free pint goes to the first 
person who spots which poem I nicked the scansion from.

Yes, I am mad.

73

Gerry GI0RTN

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*Thoughts Occasioned by the Sunday Morning Long-Path Opening to 
**Australia** and New Zeland, **9^th March 2008***

I will go to forty metres

On this sunny BERU morn

Where the strong Antipodeans

Make me glad that I was born.

Signal bearing polar flutter

 From the town of Christchurch fair,

Lands upon this Irish meadow

Answering my silent prayer.

Signals coming on the long path

 From a far Australian shore,

Crossing ice and sea and jungle,

Coming to increase my score.

Sigs from Asia’s teeming cities;

Sigs from Afric’s dusty plains;

Sigs from small Pacific islands;

To this land of gentle rains.

Some ops work me with a yagi,

Some ops work me with a wire,

Some ops work me with a groundplane,

Late on eighty, when I tire.

Fickle paths on ten and fifteen

Barely open ere they’re gone.

Booming DX strong on 20.

Strong at sunset, strong at dawn.

I will go to forty metres

On this sunny BERU morn,

Sinful would it be to let those

CQ Contests rest forlorn.